Chapter 872

However, unlike Great Qin, this was the Great Ming.

To be precise, it was the fifteenth year of Hongwu, August.

At this point in time, a turning point was happening in the entire Great Ming.

The virtuous Empress Ma of the Great Ming was already terminally ill and on the verge of death.

At this moment, in the entire Great Ming Imperial Palace, all the palace maids and eunuchs did not dare to breathe loudly.

Even the ministers in the entire court were uneasy in their own homes.

Everyone knew the importance of Empress Ma to Zhu Yuanzhang.

His wife from his youth, she could be called the other half of Zhu Yuanzhang's life.

Empress Ma herself was virtuous and kind, and was the true "immunity card" for all the ministers in the court.

If Empress Ma were gone, there would truly be no one who could stop Zhu Yuanzhang from killing people.

To the many other concubines and princes, Zhu Yuanzhang was the Emperor, the Sovereign.

To Zhu Zhu Biao and Empress Ma, Zhu Yuanzhang only had one identity: he was a father, he was a husband.

They were the true family.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang had just experienced the death of his grandson Zhu Xiongying, and now, Empress Ma was also going to walk this path.

One could imagine how terrifying Zhu Yuanzhang was right now.

At this moment, all the imperial physicians of the Great Ming were on the edge of life and death; if Empress Ma died, not one of them would survive.

In the Empress's palace, the dense crowd of imperial physicians were drenched in cold sweat, nervously huddling together to discuss.

Many princes knelt outside the door to pray for blessings, and many ministers were also sitting uneasily at home praying.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was anxious, and a trace of despair and ruthlessness flashed through his eyes from time to time.

Many Embroidered Uniform Guards had surrounded the place tightly.

"How is the situation?"

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang asked an imperial physician beside him, who immediately knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, the Empress... the Empress has her own heavenly protection..."

Zhu Yuanzhang was indifferent; the next moment, he kicked out, sending the person flying.

His eyes were full of killing intent, ruthless and violent.

"I don't want to hear this useless nonsense. I only have one point: if my sister is fine, you will all be heavily rewarded!"

"If my sister has even the slightest accident... you bunch of trash will all have to die!"

"Erhu! Watch them!"

Erhu pursed his lips and cupped his hands:

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Just as he finished speaking, the Embroidered Uniform Guards escorted an old man with long white hair and beard walking quickly over.

"Your Majesty!"

Just as the old man was about to salute, Zhu Yuanzhang's face changed, and he hurriedly helped the other person up.

"Zhang Zhenren! Don't do these empty things. My sister... my sister is still inside!"

"Zhang Zhenren, I have never begged anyone in my life, I beg you, I really cannot lose my sister, and the Great Ming cannot lose the Empress..."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and said faintly:

"This old man can only try his best. This time, this old man has brought the treasure of Wudang Mountain, the Life-Prolonging Golden Pill. If it doesn't work..."

Zhu Yuanzhang did not give Zhang Sanfeng a chance to finish, immediately waving his hand.

"Erhu! Take 100,000 taels of gold! A thousand boxes of jewelry! Pass my decree: if Zhang Zhenren saves the Empress, Wudang shall be established as the state religion! A hundred miles around shall be Wudang territory!"

"Appoint Zhang Zhenren as the Protector of the Nation, Savior of the World, Universal Salvation Master! Great Ming National Teacher!"

It could be seen that Zhu Yuanzhang had completely panicked now.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and waved his hand:

"Your Majesty, there is no need for this. Even without these, this old man would still do his utmost. Empress Ma is compassionate; she truly should not have such a short life."

After saying this, he did not wait for Zhu Yuanzhang to react and walked quickly into the palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang paced back and forth anxiously, looked at the imperial physicians on the side, and kicked them again fiercely.

"Trash! What use are you!"

Zhang Sanfeng walked quickly to Ma Xiuying, looked at her pale face which already had the aura of death, and frowned.

Not daring to delay, he directly fed her the Life-Prolonging Golden Pill, and then forcibly sealed Ma Xiuying's acupoints with massive true energy.

Finally, he used his martial arts true intent to suppress the death aura that was constantly spreading on Ma Xiuying.

After doing all this, Zhang Sanfeng sat slumped on the ground, exhausted.

Even though his cultivation was heaven-defying and he could roam among tens of thousands of Yuan troops alone, he was ultimately a human.

Doing all this was already his limit.

"Zhang Zhenren!"

Zhu Zhu Biao hurriedly helped Zhang Sanfeng up, and the latter waved his hand, his face exhausted:

"Crown Prince, please take this old man to see His Majesty."

"Yes!"

After saying this, Zhu Zhu Biao hurriedly called people to help support Zhang Sanfeng together.

As soon as they walked out the door, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was waiting at the door, ran over quickly.

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"Zhang Zhenren, how is it! My sister..."

"Your Majesty, please calm down..."

Zhang Sanfeng caught his breath and said slowly:

"The Empress is filled with death aura... there is no way to save her..."

Just as he finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang swayed, almost fainting to death.

"But..."

The next moment, Zhang Sanfeng spoke, and Zhu Yuanzhang immediately looked at him with longing eyes.

Zhang Sanfeng, the living god who had lived from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty to the present, with heaven-defying martial arts, had already lived for more than two hundred years.

This was a proper martial arts legend; if he had no way, there was no one left in the entire Great Ming.

"Your Majesty, this old man forcibly sealed the remaining vitality in the Empress's body with true energy, and used martial arts true intent to suppress her death aura so it could not advance."

"The effect of the Life-Prolonging Golden Pill is also taking effect. Right now, the Empress's vitality and death aura still cannot maintain balance."

"Therefore, the true energy seal must never be broken. Every day, three Pre-Heaven experts must inject true energy to maintain this old man's seal."

"But the Empress is basically unable to wake up right now. In other words, she is in a state of suspended animation."

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang was about to get anxious again, Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly comforted him:

"Your Majesty, it is suspended animation; the Empress is still alive."

Zhu Yuanzhang breathed a sigh of relief and said solemnly:

"Zhang Zhenren, I will never forget this great kindness. From now on, Zhang Zhenren is the Great Ming National Teacher! Above one person, below ten thousand!"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.

"Your Majesty, these empty titles are not important. Listen to what this old man has to say first."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded awkwardly. If it were anyone else, he would have shouted to kill them long ago.

But Zhang Sanfeng himself lived long, was strong, had a good and great reputation, and was a benefactor who had helped a lot when the Great Ming was founded, so he had to respect him.

Strictly speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang could also be considered a disciple of Zhang Sanfeng, after all, he was once a member of the Ming Cult.

However, Zhang Sanfeng had no interest in power, which Zhu Yuanzhang saw clearly.

Previously, Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to invite him into the palace, firstly to show the attitude of the Great Ming, and also to tie Zhang Sanfeng to the Great Ming to suppress the martial arts world with his reputation.

Secondly, Zhang Sanfeng was a master of both medicine and martial arts; coming here, whether it was to guide martial arts or the imperial physicians, was the most perfect choice.

Unfortunately, he was indifferent to fame and wealth and was unwilling to come down the mountain.

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"Look at Zhang Zhenren, look at you all, trash! All trash!"

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and glared at the imperial physicians, kicking out.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed helplessly. ===== CHAPTER 873 =====